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just one of those melancholy friday nights, no matter what i do tonight i will want to be doing something else - there is no way to win.
It doesn't matter what it is, i could drink with friends and wind up naked in a hot-tub, or spend hours contemplating what movie i want to watch, something that will compliment my mood without exaggerating my growing cabin fever, books are out - a short story at best- and most definitely nothing studious. Whatever it is, it wont grand. Company helps, but it only distracts and covers up the unease that comes with a heat wave - there is simply too much energy in the air - like static, repelling everything from everything, even itself.
A little secret of mine, i never feel completely safe in the ocean. not when swimming, or surfing, or any sort of sea faring vessel. We know what its made up of, where its going and where its been, but nothing of the present, the immediate happenings under the opaque surface, and it makes me uneasy- just like friday nights during a heat wave.
i wonder if this is how the summer will feel, electric days and restless nights.
Shark : hunger - sea lion - food - swift violent action
Swimmer : panic, this is more than just pain. i'm not ready for this, this can't be happening.
Shark : not a sea lion - not food - moving on
Swimmer : this is it...**
when that great-white of death comes for me i might not be ready, but i dont want to panic or be angry, i'll just say to myself, "this too shall pass" and it will.
if only i could say the same of the last class of the day.
It doesn't matter what it is, i could drink with friends and wind up naked in a hot-tub, or spend hours contemplating what movie i want to watch, something that will compliment my mood without exaggerating my growing cabin fever, books are out - a short story at best- and most definitely nothing studious. Whatever it is, it wont grand. Company helps, but it only distracts and covers up the unease that comes with a heat wave - there is simply too much energy in the air - like static, repelling everything from everything, even itself.
A little secret of mine, i never feel completely safe in the ocean. not when swimming, or surfing, or any sort of sea faring vessel. We know what its made up of, where its going and where its been, but nothing of the present, the immediate happenings under the opaque surface, and it makes me uneasy- just like friday nights during a heat wave.
i wonder if this is how the summer will feel, electric days and restless nights.
Shark : hunger - sea lion - food - swift violent action
Swimmer : panic, this is more than just pain. i'm not ready for this, this can't be happening.
Shark : not a sea lion - not food - moving on
Swimmer : this is it...**
when that great-white of death comes for me i might not be ready, but i dont want to panic or be angry, i'll just say to myself, "this too shall pass" and it will.
if only i could say the same of the last class of the day.